"Wind Sect Master, have you decided on the candidates for the secret realm in the near future?" As one person starts, everyone in the seat begins to get to the point.

"This is not a trivial matter, besides, if people decide to do so, they will tell you? So that the person you arrange can easily deal with it? ”

"No one has ever entered or exited that place in the secret realm, and it is certain that it is dangerous to enter rashly without understanding the situation, but we don't know the specific extent of the danger."

"Why don't we agree with each other that a few of our disciples form an alliance not to hurt each other and take each other by force, and how about distributing things on a first-come, first-served basis?"

For a while, the surroundings were a little dumb.

This method was proposed a long time ago when some other secret realms were opened, but it was quickly abandoned.

People are separated from each other, who knows if the other party will bite you back after the alliance, and if those people bump into some natural treasures, no one thinks that they will not abandon their tasks and lives and do something dishonest.

"Everyone, go on." Feng Qingyu took the lead in breaking the silence, and his words were still polite.

"Wind Sect Master, this ......"

At this time, a disciple staggered up and stumbled to his knees.

"Zong, sect master, no, no, it's not good, Zhao Lishan language it...... It's stolen!"

Stolen!

Several elders approached, and subconsciously stood up when they heard this.

"What's going on?" It was still Feng Qingyu's methodical questioning.

"I don't know." The disciple trembled like a sieve, for fear that there would be a meaning, and he would be sentenced to a crime of lax supervision.

"Sect Master, this ......" Dao Qi looked at the disciple, and then looked at Feng Qingyu.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in addition to the major events in the sect today, I'm afraid we will have to postpone this meeting, you Haihan."

"Of course, of course." Although it is said on the surface, in fact, the outsiders below have already exchanged heads and talked about it.

All of them are about the disappearance of this Zhao Lishan language, who stole Yunyun, and some conspiracy theorists suspect that this is a conspiracy directed and acted by the Water Moon Sect, in short, there are speculations.

"Sect Master, the disciple knows who stole the Zhaoli Mountain language." A firm and loud voice rang out.

Yun Nuo didn't know when he walked to the center, standing straight.